
This was my dog, Boone, on his birthday a month and a half before he passed at age 17. I wouldn’t be alive today without him, so I’m sending extra love and gratitude to him for giving me the motivation to start antidepressants 7 years ago, and then the motivation to get to where I am now, 7 months free🩷
I kinda just went for it (I did let my psychiatrist know tho), I weaned off of the dosage and then just kept in touch with how I was feeling in case I needed to go back on. It was rough, especially when my dog passed a month later, but I’ve been doing better than I ever thought I would!
I mean you can’t really know how you’ll do off of them, but I’d been working hard on my mental health and building a life that brought me joy while also building the tools to support myself and take care of my mental health. I’m a student, so I knew it would be a good time to test the waters once the term was ending and I’d be in summer break with fewer stressors. I’d been feeling a lot better than I had been previously, and I was recognizing a general trend of better mood and coping, which ;1/2